Life is Short, Kiss the Rose


I can spend forever to trace
These soft delicate rosy curves.
My eyes are lost in this lovely shape,
Yours is craft created by nature.
My fingers can’t keep in proper place
To trail in front grace, tender.
My lips close the space
And your kiss back stills the earth.

#119
Daily Post prompt : Trace
Last Sunday at Kyoto botanical garden, Kyoto

The Invisible Yarn

I wish I had an invisible yarn
I would bow your little finger before
Losing you into the world, big and wide.
I wish I had an invisible yarn
Of our fates that still entwine.
The string to bring us to meet once more.
I wish I had an invisible yarn,
And could bow your heart corner before…

Daily Prompt: Yarn

#111: I miss triolet and you

The Only Way I Control Love


I used to be sad
To realize how we can’t control love.
All time travel, if we had,
Couldn’t make us have someone’s love.

But I’m now so glad
To learn that is not at all true.
All time travel, if I had,
I would choose to fall in love with you.

#107
Another last piece for you
Place: MINT at night, Osaka, Japan

Warm Classic Pancake


Let me sleep in this dreamy fluffy tower.
Breath in buttery sweet scent everywhere.
Cover with light icing powder.
Taste, texture are so perfectly prepared.
What the loveliest tender,
Warmest flavor I found there
Is if every breakfast of forever,
I have you to share.

#103

I had these fluffy yummy pancakes at Gram Kyoto Kawaramachi
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What Is Mine Will Come Back To Me


I used to be afraid of sunset;
I hesitated to finish this hundredth poetry.
Like the ending was reaching.
It might be no mornings nor next stories.
I did not want you to go,
My soul cried for lost painfully.
But I start to be enough old,
Something is met to let go, finally.
Good time is always too short.
Live with what that is got wholeheartedly.
Sunrise will come,
A new day with another same sun’s beauty.
Love above, and destiny
Will bring back what is mine to me.

# 100th

# I submitted my 99th for a contest:)

# photo: A way to heaven – Chuo shokudou, Kyoto University 

Pre-Valentine’s

It’s so odd; strolling into this feeling
With eyes open, heart beats normally.
Knowingly, it might be you.

It’s like February 13.
Tomorrow is Valentine’s.
But it’s still not mine, this time.

It contradicts; being certain with doubt.
Wanting to ask everything;
Stars, roses petal counting.

But nothing can answer
Better than me.
Yet, are we?